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seat.” Dylan smiled and gestured toward the leather sofa but remained standing until she sat down.
    As she settled herself on the sofa, he pretended not to notice how her skirt rose up exposing her thigh when she crossed her legs. Like the skin on her face and arms, her legs were tan and Dylan instantly found himself wondering if they felt as smooth as they looked. Uncomfortable with the path his brain was taking, he pushed the irrational thought from his mind. He needed to stay focused.
    Linking his fingers together he leaned forward and set about explaining Warren’s absence. “Warren planned on arriving early this morning, but he didn’t feel well enough to fly today. He spent last night in the ER with a severe case of food poisoning. He and my mother hope to leave sometime tomorrow. It’ll depend on how he is feeling though.”
    Personally he didn’t think they’d be able to leave Florida until Sunday at the earliest. For his stepfather to go to the hospital, he must have been feeling downright awful. Warren hated going to the doctors. And he never let illness stop him unless he was literally too sick to get out of bed.
    “He’s very disappointed. . .” Dylan stopped mid-sentence when the door to the study opened.
    “Have you heard from mom and. . .”
    This wasn’t what he needed now; Dylan thought when his half-sister entered the room. She’d already made her opinion known about Callie’s visit, and he didn’t need a repeat performance of their earlier argument. He especially didn’t need it in front of their guest. It was already apparent that Callie felt uncomfortable. Dylan didn’t want to make the situation any more awkward. The last thing he wanted was for her to leave before Warren arrived. He’d promised his stepfather that Callie would be there, and Dylan wasn’t a man to take his promises lightly.
    “I talked to them early this morning when they got back to their hotel room.” Dylan paused before continuing. His manners dictated that he make formal introductions even though he knew they weren’t necessary. The look on Callie’s face told him she knew exactly who Sara was. Still it was the polite thing to do.
    Don’t say anything stupid Sara.
    Clearing his throat he prepared himself. “Sara, I’d like you to meet. . .”
    “You don’t have to tell me who
she
is,” Sara snapped. Her voice dripped with contempt. “Or why she’s here.”
    Dylan knew what his sister was implying. Unfortunately, he couldn’t control what she said. Once again he wished she’d taken his earlier suggestion and gone back to New York where she spent much of her time.
    Despite the less than polite greeting from Sara, Callie appeared to remain relatively unaffected by it. “Senator Sherbrooke invited me here. I didn’t ask to come.”
    One for the new girl on the block
. Dylan suppressed a smile. While he loved his half sister, he often didn’t approve of the way she treated people. Unfortunately more times than not, people just accepted her behavior because who she was, which only reinforced her actions. Apparently, Callie didn’t plan on taking any crap from her though.
    Sara stared at Callie, momentarily at a loss for words. Something that didn’t happen often. “Well. . .You still waited till the election was just around the corner to contact him. You can’t deny that.”
    It didn’t take a rocket scientist to see that the sisters’ first meeting wasn’t going well. So before either could escalate the situation, Dylan stood and moved toward Sara.
    “She didn’t contact him, Sara. But now isn’t the time to discuss any of this.” Taking her by the arm he lead her toward the door. When she started to protest, he gripped her upper arm tighter. Narrowing his eyes he added, “We can talk again later.”
    He heard her huff and mumble something that sounded suspiciously like she won’t be around for long. “What was that?” Dylan asked leaning closer so Callie wouldn’t overhear him.
    “I